Author note:

I wrote this awhile back…. Ninth grade, where I was reading a bunch of romance novels…. I don't hate this, but i don't necessarily like it either. And I haven't edited or revised this so it's exactly how I originally wrote it.

Me & Him

I'm sitting in my chair, reading, when He comes to my first hour, Biology, and asks for me. Ms. Marcy points to me, I'm oblivious to what's going on around me. My fellow classmates follow him with their eyes, as I'm still reading. He comes up behind me and puts his hands on my shoulders, too close to my neck. I slowly put my bookmark in my place and set my book aside as I cringe and tuck my head to my shoulders, crushing his hands. But that's not enough, as the guys' hands are unrelenting, so I reach up and with one of my hands and drag my nails across his skin. He removes his hands and squats down next to me, I look into his eyes and see a deep blue pair staring into my ugly green/hazel eyes.I stare at him as he stares at me, neither of us giving up in the unspoken staring contest. My mind wanders into other thoughts, thoughts of where I should have met this handsome guy that now sits in front of me. Of how much I despise my father, how much I hate myself for the mistakes I've made. I look away from his beautiful eyes and close mine, trying to keep back the tears that threaten to spill from my eyes. A tear escapes before I get under control, he wipes it away and pulls me to his chest, like he knew I needed a hug. I rest my head on his shoulder, I breathe in and catch the faint scent of outside, fresh air. I calm down more every time I take a breath, letting the scent of the wind wash over me as if I were in my favorite tree, letting the breeze wash away every thought and leaving me relaxed and refreshed. As I calm down, I fall lax against his hard body, suddenly an idea comes to mind and my face flushes as I think of it. I turn my head to his, so my cheek is against his, I gently nip at his ear, near his diamond stud earring. I feel his cheek rise against mine as he smiles. I move my head to rest on his shoulder again except my face is turned to him, my nose against his neck. Though I didn't expect to feel his soft lips on my neck, scraping his teeth against the same spot, then pressing his hot tongue on my neck, sending warmth throughout my body, my heart is beating wildly in my chest. He traces kisses up my neck, pressing his tongue to a spot beneath my ear that has me shivering in his arms. He continues pressing kisses along my jaw, before pressing his lips against mine. I close my eyes and relax into the kiss, he deepens it and slides one hand to curl into my hair, the other is moved to my side. He ends up sliding his hand beneath my shirt to hold my side as I lean toward him more, I open my mouth in surprise at the slight brush of his warm hands against my skin. He takes that as a welcome to deepen the kiss even more. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, mingling with my own. All the while, sending warmth throughout my body.

(I'm so sorry that this is so cringy. I wanted to not write the ending, but then decided to. Hope u enjoyed!)